Under the bridges, ran the gold of my youth
That I had, swallowed until drunkenness
Staggering, under the shadow of streetlights
Collapsing, on stone roots
Celebrating, each minute of silence
To lose in them, my most tender unconsciousness
Triumphing, of my immortal pleasures
Forgetting, to acquit for my excesses
Under the rain, on the walkways of Paris
That I had, paced on all night
Returning from all my extravagances
Of virtues, of those deluges of nonsense
It's over, this golden mediocrity
Yet maybe, I will have to sense
If my heart, doesn't beat fast enough
I offer it to drink excessive liquors
English:
The Shadow of Streetlights
Under the bridges, ran the gold of my youth That I had, swallowed until drunkenness Staggering, under the shadow of streetlights Collapsing, on stone roots Celebrating, each minute of silence To lose in them, my most tender unconsciousness Triumphing, of my immortal pleasures Forgetting, to acquit for my excesses
Under the rain, on the walkways of Paris That I had, paced on all night Returning from all my extravagances Of virtues, of those deluges of nonsense It's over, this golden mediocrity Yet maybe, I will have to sense If my heart, doesn't beat fast enough I offer it to drink excessive liquors